~A week later~
Nicole
I sit in the interrogation room twirling my thumbs. This FBI agent walks in. "Here you go Mrs. Sullivan." I take a sip of the coffee and lean back. "So are you going to tell us your side or just wait for you lawyer to get here? You know that would complicate things right?" I smirk, "there isn't anything to make complicated. I didn't do anything.
He stood up and leaned in towards me. "Who killed Mega?" "Mega killed Mega." "Are you saying Mega committed suicide? How would you know that if you haven't seen him sense he went missing?" "I'm not saying he committed suicide. I'm saying that whatever happened to Mega, Mega caused it." "Why would you say that about your husband?" "First of all my husband beat my ass so please don't think you know him better than me." "I'm so sorry Mrs. Sullivan." "I'm not." "Well if you don't know who killed Mega. Maybe you can shine some light on who killed Simba."
"Fate killed Simba. Simba wasn't a good guy I'm not surprised." "Mrs. Sullivan you don't have much sympathy for your husband or you brother in law's death."
"Maybe that's because she's a great manipulater." This woman walks in and sits down across from me. We lock eyes and neither budged. "Nicole I'm Jennifer and I've been investigating you for years now. Ever sense you took out Julio, one of the most powerful Colombian drug lords."
This bitch looks too familiar, "I've seen you somewhere before." "I was Simba's 'girlfriend' when we first met. As soon as I found out you were dating Mega Sullivan I made a few calls, found out he had a brother, and made myself available to him." "So basically you were selling your pussy for information about me when Simba nor Mega knew a damn thing about me. Bitch you clearly know more about me than they do. You really wasted your time."
My lawyer walked in, "Don't say nothing else Nicole." I stood up and looked back, "don't worry, all they did was accuse me of a crime that happened a long time ago that I beat a long time ago. Oh and yall can keep the coffee cup for my DNA. I lived with both of them so it's not going to be strange finding my DNA in their homes or on them." As I walked out, I gave King a glare who was watching behind the glass the whole time. He got me fucked up if thinks I'm about to take the fall for anyone's murder.
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If YOU Only Knew
Teen Fictiona beautiful young woman, mother, wife is getting abused by her handsome husband. she has no way out. but maybe just maybe the grass is greener somewhere else.
